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Then again, Wylan felt like an impostor most days.
“You would.”
LMFAO CLOCKED
Why do you guys say that, anyway? No mourners, no funerals? Why not just say good luck or be safe?” “We like to keep our expectations low.”
He had often wondered how people survived this city, but it was possible Ketterdam would not survive Kaz Brekker.
Matthias grumped, somewhere between delighted to see Nina back to herself and jealous that Jesper was the one making her smile.
I have been made to protect you. Only in death will I be kept from this oath.
To his left, he heard Inej laugh behind her mask. He’d never heard her laugh like that, giddy and wild.
“I would come for you,” he said, and when he saw the wary look she shot him, he said it again. “I would come for you. And if I couldn’t walk, I’d crawl to you, and no matter how broken we were, we’d fight our way out together—knives drawn, pistols blazing. Because that’s what we do. We never stop fighting.”
“Nina, I am with you because you let me be with you. There is no greater honor than to stand by your side.”
Are you jealous?” “All the time.”
HELP ME
Wylan looped his satchel over his shoulder, and without thinking, Jesper reached out and untwisted the strap.
HELP
No mourners, no funerals. Another way of saying good luck. But it was something more. A dark wink to the fact that there would be no expensive burials for people like them, no marble markers to remember their names, no wreaths of myrtle and rose.
But they were his first friends, his only friends, and Wylan knew that even if he’d had his pick of a thousand companions, these would have been the people he chose.
😭😭😭😭😭
“It isn’t like that.” There’s a wound in you. “Not for me. I don’t know why.”
He didn’t deserve peace and he didn’t deserve forgiveness, but if he was going to die today, maybe the one thing he’d earned was the memory of her—brighter than anything he would ever have a right to—to take with him to the other side.
Two of the deadliest people the Barrel had to offer and they could barely touch each other without both of them keeling over.
Now that's what I like to hear
And that was what destroyed you in the end: the longing for something you could never have.
“They don’t know who we are. Not really. They don’t know what we’ve done, what we’ve managed together.” Kaz rapped his cane on the ground. “So let’s go show them they picked the wrong damn fight.”
They were twin souls, soldiers destined to fight for different sides, to find each other and lose each other too quickly.
